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Post by quincannon on Jul 9, 2013 9:30:00 GMT -6
Ian: Houston carefully chose the ground and waited until all the reinforcements Santa Anna was likely to get arrived. Like Wellington he gave Santa Anna every reason to believe that Santa Anna had him cornered. He could have in actuality retreated from his front at any time, until he ordered Vince's Bridge to be burned. After that it was one roll of the dice.
The point of the above though is that first impressions of battle are often misleading and inaccurate. A further unrelated point is that is is possible for a smaller force to take on one that is much larger and win decisively. Often positioning and the preparation of the battle space more than make up for deficiency in numbers. Bean counters count. Soldiers plan to use what assets they have, and find a way.
Leadership counts. Decisive leadership counts decisively.
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Post by Yan Taylor on Jul 9, 2013 9:40:50 GMT -6
And that brings us back to BLBH; Custer had the smaller force and at first had some element of surprize, but squandered any advantage he may have had by using bad tactics and bad judgement, he could have kept the Regiment whole and hit his objective en-mass, instead he choose piecemeal and uncoordinated attacks.
Ian.
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Post by quincannon on Jul 9, 2013 9:47:56 GMT -6
Ian: That is why Wellington and Houston are remembered , inextricably connected, with the battles they won, and Custer is remembered for getting his clock cleaned. Two were great commanders, and the other a little boy in short pants, playing pretend with real bullets.
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Post by Yan Taylor on Jul 9, 2013 9:53:40 GMT -6
I agree Chuck, is it true that Santa Anna was entertaining the Yellow Rose of Texas when the cry ‘’don’t stop …Give ‘em Hell’’ was heard?
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Post by quincannon on Jul 9, 2013 10:13:52 GMT -6
Well it seems that he was entertaining someone. The great mystery is if that someone was Emily Morgan, the person thought to be "The Yellow Rose of Texas" Santa Anna was a man of the pleasures of the flesh.
I think the real irony is that the Emily Morgan Hotel in San Antonio stands very near where the north wall of the Alamo once stood, as if is a perpetual monument to those who could not take a joke.
In essence the Yellow Rose is a reference to the quadroon, a person of mixed white and negro blood. Such women were famous in the French Quarter of New Orleans, and there has been many a story told of their stunning beauty. Emily Morgan was one such, but there is no conclusive evidence that she is the Yellow Rose except in song, story, and myth.
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Post by jag on Jul 9, 2013 17:34:02 GMT -6
Well it seems that he was entertaining someone. The great mystery is if that someone was Emily Morgan, the person thought to be "The Yellow Rose of Texas" Santa Anna was a man of the pleasures of the flesh. I think the real irony is that the Emily Morgan Hotel in San Antonio stands very near where the north wall of the Alamo once stood, as if is a perpetual monument to those who could not take a joke. In essence the Yellow Rose is a reference to the quadroon, a person of mixed white and negro blood. Such women were famous in the French Quarter of New Orleans, and there has been many a story told of their stunning beauty. Emily Morgan was one such, but there is no conclusive evidence that she is the Yellow Rose except in song, story, and myth. Now you're going way back here stirring up memories of Horton, Rogers and my favorite Robbins. There's quite a bit of history around that monument to a fledgling Republic. Never stayed at the Morgan but stayed quite a few times at the Menger and always drew a room off the monument side, last time the 2nd or 3rd floor with a picture perfect view of the Alamo and its grounds just across the street. I loved the cuisine, I mean authentic Mexican that spoiled the hell out of me and couldn't eat the ketchup Taco Johns for quite some time after. And get this, at the time I had problems eating spicy food before I went to bed, not so there, we spent the better part of the day on the go and didn't get to dinner until about 9 that evening. Had to have Mexican, and we settled for a little cantina the other side of the bridge from MickyD's and a couple of doors down north. Not one problem and the burrito I had was 3 times the size of Taco Johns biggest today. And MickyD's, I loved their homestyled Texas Burger they served and hoped they'd have started serving that thing nation wide by now, specially since the Tex-Mex craze has grown over the years. Never could understand why T.A.P.S. didn't ever investigate the Menger. Its the perfect place and my favorite ghost story there was the one where they heard a very persistent woman with a quavering voice whose demanding calls for room service drew attention. Her repeated calls it seems came from an unoccupied part of the hotel... from a hotel room that had been closed for years. Ya gotta love that one.
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